This is my Summit.

She's sort of an attention whore. I was making reservations for a scotch tasting next week at a local brew pub (I don't try to spell or pronounce its name because things get tied in knots). She decided that it would be cool to wander up onto my back in s-l-o-w motion (because I won't notice her doing something she knows she shouldn't do if she does it sloooooowly, you know).

But she gives me Eskimo kisses, so I don't mind too much.